To the Fire Wind

In the splitting of the sun
Suddenly beckoning these to come
Melting all the senses numb
Sensibilities defiled
Vulcanous creatures delight, burn wild
Tearing at the fire child

Lost in time
Shattering the mirror's new desighn
Broken colors falling through the line
Scattered faces unto the night

In the impulse of delight
Those remaining will catch the sight
Eager to renew their flight
With the dawning of the child
Vulcanous creatures return, burn wild
Glowing with the Fire Child